Daemon groans and turns away from her on the bed. It's rather similar to the sound a child makes when he is asked to explain before he can play with his toys. Anyone making the comparison would lose a hand.
"I save you from having to bed a man over thrice your age, give you a wing of a royal palace to do whatever you wish, come to you nightly with interest, set aside a decades long alliance, all for your sake, and you think- what?" He sits up in bed, staring daggers at her. "I did not marry Otto Hightower, I married his daughter."
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Date: 2022-08-27 07:47 pm (UTC)"I save you from having to bed a man over thrice your age, give you a wing of a royal palace to do whatever you wish, come to you nightly with interest, set aside a decades long alliance, all for your sake, and you think- what?" He sits up in bed, staring daggers at her. "I did not marry Otto Hightower, I married his daughter."